After love, life is not barren.
In my long life of twenty-two years, I firmly believe that my lover is Jian Chen. I lay in the cold lake water, feeling the force of my body sinking. I know that my life is slowly coming to an end. My youth is firmly bound to this man named Jian Chen. Scenes of those innocent and shameless years flashed before my eyes. Together with the lake water, they flowed freely around me. For a moment, I reached out for a hug, but all I got was darkness. My consciousness began to slowly dissipate, and the pressure of the water made my chest hurt like it was being gouged out. The fire of my soul, the light of my desire, my Jian Chen. I will love him till my death.